In solitude the solitary man consumes himself, in the crowd the crowd consumes him.

“Ah, where in the world have there been greater follies than with the pitiful? A…”

“O meu gosto, que é provavelmente a antítese de um gosto tolerante, está longe d…”

“He who obeys, does not listen to himself!”

“Which is it? Is man only a blunder of God? Or is God only a blunder of man?”